I dreamed a group of people were digging in my grandparents field.They were "building" a garden and using the red soil because it wasfertile. It was VERY red..a lot more red than i remembered it. I evencommented about how red it was. It was also clay but they didntrealize they could use it to make other things with it too. I pulleda clump out and i showed them. I remember thinking it was like lava.I thought it was lava but it was cool to the touch. ( I knew moreabout the soil/clay than they did because i used to live there.) Iknew it was clay and the chunk i pulled up formed into a skull withalmost no effort on my part. I had formed it that way with my handsand i pulled some clear plastic stuff off the top like i had justopened it out of a package and i was getting the new plastic offit.there was a man watching me. either my husband or stepbrother..itmust have been my husband. I was thinking of the potter and the clay andhow i could make things with this clay and it would be better thanwhat these people were making.I felt like they had no knowledge ofwhat i was doing and they were on a more primal level when it came tothe soil. They didnt know how much potential the soil had or what allit was capable of. I knew that what i would make (or shape with myhands) would be difficult for others but for me it took no effort atall. I didnt like the skull at first and i thought it stood forsomething bad or that others would think that. I was almost donemaking a black woman when my husband said "lets make a black woman".She was beautiful and i was putting cheekbones on her...i thoughtabout finishing her later because i had already done so much and wasway ahead of things. I had a lot of time later to do it but i loveddoing it so much that i finished it all almost at once. I wanted tomake an indian woman and i was thinking all these ways i could makean indian woman. there was more about how the indians used to make things out of the clay and used to live in that area but i forgot most of that part.These clay sculptures were so easy for me to make.

i used to live in east texas where the soil was red and the place is abundant in clay. where i live now, we are the "Indians" in football. For some reason God uses indians as symbolism for where i live now. Any thoughts my friends?blessings,Daph

OMG DAPH!! COOL, I HAD THE EXACT TYPE OF DREAM (the skull and everything! My hands were also at work shaping things!!!) AMAZING!...When I had my dream (about a year ago), it later symbolized to me that I was the vessel that God was working on and changing into what he wanted me to be. Each time I was changing into something new: A martini glass, a thing of pizza, etc--God was showing me what He was making me to become and it's now manifesting!!! I wonder if God is showing you the same thing here? You said that making things with the soil was something that you loved to do and I wonder if God is using what you love to do to help in winning souls for him--shaping people's minds/hearts,etc? I believe that this dream is also confirming that you and your husband ARE on one accord (you both agreed about making a black woman--by the way, was that me?!!!lol), and that GOD IS MAKING him also to be where he needs him to be in this hour and season! Do you feel like there is noone that can help your husband (and others) in his life more/better than you can (not being arrogant but just giving credit to where credit is due)? Historically, Indians were aggressive yet ingenuitive people--I wonder if that's how you are as a person--aggressive (in a good way) yet skilled and use your ingenuity to create possibilities? God could also be wanting you to use these skills to continue to stay determined for your husband! In my opinion, I think that the skull just represents something coming to an end and by you taking it out of the plastic and looking at it (the dead thing will be visible to you). I think when its all said and done you will be happy and content and "rich" with God's growth in your life. What do you think?please pray on what I've saiddesireep.s. In one of my dreams, I saw my ex's skull.

WOW Desiree! That was a beautiful interpretation! VERY helpful! LOL you crack me up! I never put cheekbones on that woman though..i felt i had plenty of time, what could that have meant?thanks you sweetheart you!Daph

I don't know what the cheekbones meant (but I know it has to do with the face, hmmm)-we'll pray on that! YOU'RE ALWAYS WELCOME! THANKS FOR YOUR ENCOURAGING WORDS! I love it when God speaks!!smoochesdesiree